Day 88/365: Chimes
[Project 365]
When the Japan quake and tsunami hit, I started thinking about two Japanese girls I used to be pen pals with in grade school. Girls? Yikes. They’d be old ladies like I am now. I couldn’t conjure up the name of one of the girls, but the other’s name has stuck with me my whole life: Hitomi Imanaka. I remember the stationery she’d use when she wrote me: It was etched with one of those…
My friend Ed was kind enough to ask me to blather on and on into a microphone about The Internet the other day. Details on that to come a little later. Our server at Republic Coffee saw us hooked up to lapel mics and wanted to know what we were doing, exactly. “This is how we give blood,” Ed quipped. Good show. [Project 365]
I know better than to ever try to purchase or own a Dell again. I have known better for YEARS. And yet … I was seduced by high-end specs on special. Okay. The story. Because everyone cares. My parents bought a Dell desktop eleven or so years ago. It was a fairly snazzy machine back in the day, but its innards would be laughable to the average 15-year-old in 2011. I don’t remember how large…
I usually only need about eight practice pancakes before I can make a decent one. [Project 365]
Amanda made this stuff and I’m sad I didn’t get to try any. Project 365]
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